Who could blame her though when she violently came three time. It was then she knew she was had. He placed her down on her knees, looked into her eyes...and asked, "Would you like to suck my dick before I fuck you?" Quietly she replied "Yes master." Not suprised but wanting to make sure, "What was that you said? I didn't quiet hear you. Would you mind repeating yourself?" By this time he unleashed his thick, seven inch dick. With a look of desire on her face she replied, "Yes master I would like. Me: That’s true you do, you look in those hot tights. Are are you still wearing them sweetie? Her: (after a silence) Yeah I am.Me: You still want to have some fun tonight don’t you Carla. That’s why you called me isn’t it? It’s okay Carla, I understand, I was your age once too you know, I used to get urges, and follow them, like calling a woman you don’t know. Shall we have some fun tonight Carla?Her: (after a low sigh) I’d like that… yes.Me: Have you ever looked at yourself in the full length. She proceeded to kiss my face. She touched my cheeks and forehead. She kissed my ears and neck, then kissed her way down to my nipples, pausing to suck and gently bite each one.By the time her face and hands had moved down, my erection was full and standing almost straight up, like it was glued to my stomach. She kissed her way around it. Her hair and the cheeks of her face brushed my erection as I placed my hands on her head and stroked her dark reddish brown hair. My knees were in fine shape. "You're too funny," he said between chuckles before turning serious again. "Now remember that no one likes a wise ass - you want a Dennis Miller career? Hmmm, you know, Dennis Miller - bad haircuts and references more obscure than the bibliography for a PhD thesis in the ethnomusicology of late Nineteenth Century Javanese Gavelan?" My, you got off quite a little riff there, didn't you?" Cute," he said."Hey, listen, if you are Mr. Superfag, why don't you stand up to Cruella when she starts in on.